Time itself seems to pause when gazing upon ancient ruins. The crumbled stone whispers tales of civilizations long gone, their stories preserved within the very fabric of these weathered monuments. Each crack tells a fragile story, a fleeting glimpse into a world long past. A crumbling archway may once have been a grand entrance, welcoming ruler

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